Winter 1972

Awesome avant garde fragrance! Smells like minerals in a good way. Clean, authentic, earthy... But I don't think it's that wintery. It gives me more a vibe of a spring day - or even more accurate - it actually smells very similar to a shopping center in my city. And very similar to the scented plastic bags you get, when you buy something in Matas (danish version of Sephora). Professional and inoffensive, but mysterious at the same time, because it's so different from conventional fragrances.

Smells like wet wool and crisp air along a windy beach...very comforting...I really love this...unfortunately the water perfume does not last long...a good choice when you want a pick-me-up but not a full day's commitment on scent...

Very interesting. Reminds me of the beginning of December, or even end of November. Morning frost, rotten leaves, firm soil. First snowflakes are falling from the sky to occupy earth for another three or four months. I agree that if this scent doesn't bring you any memories, there is no use of it. It even may smell somehow nasty and offensive. For me, personally, it's exactly the smell of late autumn or winter weekends in the countryside. I would always regret autumn ending. All the joy of pumpkins and golden leaves disappears. Naked trees on solid ground. No wind. Calmness. Then you go outside, take a deep breath of air that smells exactly like Winter 1972. Smell of bareness and baldness fills your lungs - alas! - not with weakness, but with faith. It plants a frail seedling of some expectations. You smell it and you don't feel bad. You know that this state is necessary for the cycle of life. And that it will come again and again, no matter what. And gradually you become used to it and even able to enjoy this first hint of winter. I like this feeling, it's so nostalgic and so familiar. The same in 1972, the same in 2012, hopefully the same in 2072. Paradox of synthetic notes creating such a natural moment of past. Also, I just tried to smell it objectively and with my memory-bringing-brain-side turned off. All I smelled was a sticky chemical glue. Another proof that perfumes usually don't have any quality themselves - it's us and our unconscious that praises and wotrships them.

I love the picture of a cold snowy forest. It was winter when I tried this, and before Christmas, and it added to the anticipation that winter and snow bring me. It is fresh and earthy and very different. I really like this one but more for my own experience/imagination than for wearing out in public. I want to keep this scent special, for certain times only.

I get a lot of fresh coldness but I'm not getting as much soil as I imagined. Something vaguely spicy in the dry down.